Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. FORMS ETERNAL AS THE MOUNTAINS, by EDWARD CARPENTER


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TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. FORMS ETERNAL AS THE MOUNTAINS, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: So, when for an instant my friends (and I myself)
Last Line: Those other forms that move not from their place.
Subject(s): Friendship; Mountains; Hills; Downs (great Britain)


So, when for an instant my friends (and I myself) appeared like
insubstantial forms whirled to and fro in the world, now jostled against each
other, now carried apart—the sport of the winds and the waves, and puppets
moved by the tangled threads of chance:
All at once the heavens opened, and I beheld, magnificent, serene—
Like mountains in the morning towering over the earth, changeless, or
changing only as the mountains change,
[And Time and all the years were but a mist which rolled against them,
Hiding, revealing, here an outline, there an outline,
Here a ledge of blooming flowers, there a black and lowering crag]—
That other world where the Sun shines for ever,
Those other Forms that move not from their place.





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